arrival

[Blindhamsterman]

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The stars already twinkle in the night sky as the traveller finally comes to his destination, he looks up at the tall walls, his expression covered by the hood and face wrap he wears, he puts the elegant elven made longbow over his shoulder as he steps forward once more.

The Guard stationed at the gate looks to the traveller with a frown of possible mistrust as he takes the newcomer in. A tall slender figure clad from head to toe in red travelling robes continues to walk forwards, his pack jangles and rustles in the gentle breeze the occasional glint of mithril can be seen at his wrists as his arms sway.

Eventually he comes to a halt infront of the guard and pulls back his hood revealing fine elven features and a warm smile
'Good Eve to you sir, it has been many many moons since I was last in this city though I have heard rumour of some of the goings on. Will you permit me to pass?'
The guard looks the elf up and down for a moment before replying.
'Your name and business?'
'Of course, I forget myself. Rhothomir last of the Lady's College when here' as he speaks he holds up the official student ID of a student wizard almost ready to begin advanced classes. 'I believe this should be in order? Could you perhaps pass on a message for me?'
Once more the guard studies the elf before giving a slight shrug waiting a response.
'Would you be able to make it common knowledge that I have returned and would like to see Sir Rathalan Whitsword?' With that the elf, Rhothomir once again pulls his hood up and continues to make his way through the gem of the north towards the Lady's College.

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